Today inspired by Hofstadter's essay on self-referential sentences in Metamagical Themas, I decided to end this sentence with self-reference.
Today I listened to an old recording of Rachmaninoff playing Chopin's Nocturne Op.9 No.2 on repeats. What a startlingly beautiful rendition.
Today I went to the Oxford University Go club and got shouted at by a random drunk bitch on my way home. Why didn't I punch her? Why?
Today I spent all day doing nothing and felt good about it.
Today I was ill and had to cancel my driving lesson. Really.
Today I spent the entire evening clearing up my wardrobe: putting away summer clothes, taking out winter clothes, sneezing all the way.
Today I won both games that I played at the Oxford Go club and refused to get promoted.
Today I looked at Peter's graduation photos and thought he looked so charming. Why am I being weird and mushy?
Today I was bored and impossible to please again. Why?
Today I came back to Oxford after a week's holiday at Plymouth. Went to the allotment and did some weed killing.
Today we went for another walk at Dartmoor, to Bellever Tor. Dartmoor is now one of my favourite places.
Today I spent all day getting my project set up on my confused little Macbook.
Today Peter and I went for a walk in Dartmoor. It was really foggy, and I got to hug a pony (not related).
Today Peter took the day off, and we went on a seaside day trip to Teignmouth.
Today I worked all day on my Django pet project, another busman holiday.
Today I worked on a new Django app with Peter, I might have bullied him into helping out.
Today I was happy, then disappointed, then angry and then sad, as the day progressed.
Today I played Go with Peter and I won! We also took a ferry to Cornwall for a day trip, but only my winning mattered.
Today I went to Plymouth to see Peter and he made me a wonderful dinner of roast duck and apple crumble.